The Future

The world. It moves. Changes day by day. Slowly revolving and evolving. There is a constant beat to it. Bleeding the present away to make space for the coming future.

And every action we take helps to further mould that future into shape. What will it look like at the end of the day?

How we change the world, is entirely within our own hands. But the clumsy hands of man never fails to fumble while he's toying with his own fate. Thus more often than not, consequences beyond our expectations are a common end result.

And in that way, fate and future is unpredictable.

Look around us. How much we've changed the world. The way we've sculpted every brick and stone not to mention layered every street and moulded lands. What have we done?

We call it civilisation. The advancement of mankind. How much have we trancended above our past?

Claiming embetterment above the past is very boastful indeed. The big question is how we back that claim up. What do we hold now that is of truly great import to us?

When we compare us now to our ancestors, are we any different from them? Is that difference an improvement?

That power to meddle with fate has gotten to our heads.

Power tends to corrupt. Absolute power corrupts absolutely - Lord Aston

We have let the gift of control over the path of our future blind us. We see only the future we wish to see, and we strive to mould the passing days to build a replica of that image.

By whose permission do we do so?

Who is the one who is truly in control?

It cannot possibly be us. We lack that absolute totalitarian insight into cause and effects to truly become the masters of our own fate. We but fumble and pull upon strings within our reach hoping to arrive at a desirable result.

Knowing. It is what we lack. The knowing. The more we learn, the less we feel in control. And we cover that helplessness by exerting control over what we can. As we gain, we bend it to our whims. Do we then realise how much toll control exacts from us?

Look at our world. What's happening to it?

How have we come to be in the position we are in now? Can anything be done about it?

Of course, we'll try to correct our mistakes. Perhaps make new ones along the way. In the end we'll stumble. But into what?